I want to display these haiku that I wrote for
my wife Janalee for Valentine's day:
Adult concerns, yet
Childlike pleasure in worship:
This is Janalee.
Seen at odd moments,
In the midst of dull routines,
Her beauty leaps out.
Like an Amazon,
Slaying monsters, she defeats
Depression, sometimes.
New glasses don't make
Her eyes lovelier; her eyes
Improve the glasses.
By necessity
She crosses the streams of pain
On stepping-stone pills.
As long as she still
Is able to stir a hand,
My hand will hold hers.
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